Poetry

Falling For It

“And here’s the thing, I know what you’re doing,
so why do I fall for it every time?”

There are people out there that can make you feel like the most precious thing in the world. But as soon as they turn their back, you feel empty inside. That’s how you make me feel. One moment you’re here, lighting up my world like nothing I’ve ever experienced. And the next, I don’t exist. I no longer matter. Whether or not you say the words, I still feel that emptiness in my chest. And here’s the thing, I know what you’re doing to me, so why is it that I fall for it every time?

© Sarah Doughty
2018

Maybe I can’t help
but hope that this time,
the outcome will be different.

4 thoughts on “Falling For It”

  1. Yup, that’s exactly what it is. Hope. Also, madness. Because why would you do the same thing over and over again but expect different results? We often want to see the good in people more than we want to see evil. We see the potential for good so we want to bring it forward, but the only good we do have an influence on is our own.

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